32. Lost.

Lost.

I'm lost!

In this frost world, all alone,

Where is my home?

Mum, brother, sister, anyone?

Please help me!

I wish I was tied to my house,

By a ball of string,

So I would never get lost,

In all this fog and frost.

Will I get home for tea?

Birthdays? Parties?

Anything at all?

Is there some way in this big wide world,

I'll ever find home again?

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